Chapter 47: Sword Box

However,

Zhang Cheng paid no heed to his sarcasm; it was merely a dog's bark.

As for Red Banruo, Zhang Cheng did not take it to heart.

Shanben Yilang glared at the Xiao Han Republic contestant,

"Stop standing there, quickly summon your Summoned Creature!"

"What an uncultured kid."

Cui Xiuli gave Shanben Yilang a dissatisfied sidelong glance, then turned to Zhang Cheng,

using sharp claws to carve a bloodstain across his chest, his eyes turning deep and dark,

"I, Cui Xiuli, will summon— the SS Rank Faceless General!"

Boom—

In an instant,

the earth trembled,

the sky turned dark red.

The ground beneath Cui Xiuli split into spider‑web fissures, the soil gathering in one spot,

like a bamboo shoot bursting from the earth, it surged upward rapidly.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the ground rose hundreds of meters, and a towering mountain range rose on the arena.

Within the mountain, tombstones stood upright, a river of blood flowed from the summit to the foot, piercing every mound.

Cui Xiuli stood atop the peak.

Beside him rose a tombstone three meters tall.

The stone, as if shattered and reassembled, bore intersecting cracks filled with writhing flesh, oddly uncanny.

With a crack,

a massive hand burst from the ground, hoisting its entire body with force.

It stood three meters tall, arms as thick as tree trunks, muscles hard as steel,

its upper skin exposed in dark violet, its lower half clad in armor.

Soil continuously fell from its body as it shouldered the tombstone,

its bald, egg‑shaped head would absolutely reflect light in a bright setting!

Faceless General!

He was originally the head of a great clan in the ancient feudal dynasty of the Xiao Han Republic.

Back then, he recruited troops to become a general, opposing the feudal rulers.

The lives lost under his command numbered at least hundreds of thousands, perhaps nearing a million!

After his death, his descendants, seeking survival, tarnished his reputation, labeling him a heinous villain, so no one later worshipped him.

Thus the Faceless General of today was born.

With numerous buffs, its current power would instantly annihilate ordinary SS Rank foes!

Shanben Yilang beside him furrowed his brow slightly,

"What a powerful Summoned Creature!"

"I feel it's even stronger than Red Banruo!"

Faceless General!

This is the top‑tier SS-grade Summoned Creature of the Xiao Han Republic!

"Hahaha, Dragon Nation is finished now!"

"The Faceless General is not only the king of our Xiao Han Republic's top SS-grade Summoned Creatures,

it is also all‑round; beyond level suppression, there's no flaw to find."

"This battle marks the Faceless General's debut on the Divine Ghost Killing Arena,

and simultaneously its world‑shaking opening performance!"

"I can't wait to see the Dragon Nation contestant knocked down, and the Dragon Nation audience wailing in despair!"

"Red Banruo of Great Xiong Nation, our Xiao Han Republic's Faceless General, I want to ask Dragon Nation: what will you use to fight me?"

"Those who have ever angered our Xiao Han Republic never meet a good end!"

"……"

Faceless General, Red Banruo.

Both are among the top few SS Rank warriors.

Together they far surpass Jack the Ripper and Annabelle.

Shanben Yilang and Cui Xiuli stood side by side, exuding formidable aura.

Almost simultaneously, they issued their commands.

Attack!

The agile Red Banruo turned into a wisp of ghost, darting through space,

like a flash of lightning, leaving only a trail of after‑images.

The audience watching were dazzled, unable to track its movements at all.

Suddenly!

Zhang Cheng lifted his head.

And saw,

the tiny Red Banruo had silently appeared over his head at an unknown moment.

It had a blue-green face and bared fangs, its ferocious appearance fully revealed, its sharp claws tearing the air,

It condensed into an enormous claw shadow, gloomy and terrifying, tearing apart the surroundings, and viciously grabbed at Zhang Cheng.

That powerful aura made the on-site audience involuntarily gasp a breath of cold air.

The faceless general atop the mountain peak also refused to fall behind.

It bore the flesh-and-blood stone tablet, its thick leg muscles tensing at this moment, with a boom it stepped on the mountaintop and leapt into the air.

Its powerful leap left concentric cracks on the mountaintop; it carried the flesh-and-blood stone tablet and sprang down from a height of a hundred meters.

Even though it had no facial features, the excitement, madness, and fervor radiating from within almost made it explode.

The massive flesh-and-blood stone tablet was wrapped in raging purple flames,

It traced a trajectory in the air, like a fire cloud falling from the heavens, and surged straight at Zhang Cheng.

Phantom claw strike.

Violent fire cloud.

Both attacks were fierce and intense.

In an instant they reached Zhang Cheng's front.

But just at the moment of life and death!

Break!

A earth-shattering sound suddenly rang out!

In an instant, a terrifying sword aura a hundred meters long burst forth, breaking through the air!

The sword aura was black as ink, seeming to contain an immense devouring power; as soon as it appeared it tore apart the phantom claw strike of Red Prajna.

Then it shot straight up into the clouds, mighty and imposing, with a thunderous boom!

It effortlessly tore apart the violent fire cloud released by the faceless general.

Its residual might undiminished, it continued to surge toward the horizon.

The power was so great that it actually carved a chilling crack in the sky!

Holy shit, what the hell is this? This power is too terrifying!

All the spectators present were so shocked they nearly all rose to their feet at once.

Even the faceless general and Red Prajna, in that instant, formed a united front, warily staring at Zhang Cheng.

Facing all the astonished gazes,

Behind Zhang Cheng,

a young man in white robes, handsome and suave, slowly stepped out.

He emanated no powerful aura at all.

His figure was slender, his bearing extraordinary.

His eyes were bright and deep, revealing wisdom and resolve.

The young man looked at the audience and introduced himself without emotion:

I am the Prince of Northern Liang, Xu Fengnian.

As his words fell,

The on-site audience hardly dared to question or mock him.

Because that move just now was truly astonishing.

As for Xu Fengnian,

Foreign audiences were even more unfamiliar with him.

But Zhang Cheng knew.

Xu Fengnian, he is the one who, in Snowy Sword Journey, could open the heavenly gate with a single sword!

Xu Fengnian, although he doesn't sound very strong, I always have an indescribable weird feeling about him.

I think this duel will be unprecedentedly spectacular.

The on-site audience didn't even dare to breathe.

At the center of the arena,

Xu Fengnian moved slightly and said:

Actually, given the profound foundation of the Dragon Nation, as the protagonist of the novel, I, Xu Fengnian, am really too weak, too weak,

Insignificant as an ant that could be crushed with a flick of the hand.

I know I'm not strong, I don't have much ability, but……

Saying this, Xu Fengnian paused.

He bent down, slowly lowered the sword case on his back, revealing a blood sword whose killing intent shot up to the heavens.

Then he raised his head, expressionlessly gazing at the faceless general and Red Prajna,

But what surprised me is.

You are actually weaker than me, even not up to a single finger of mine……

His voice was calm, as if stating something utterly natural.

But just as his voice fell, a deep black light suddenly burst from his hand,

It expanded infinitely, that astonishing killing intent forcibly driving back the sky-full of blood clouds in an instant!

At the same time, Xu Fengnian had completely taken off the sword case on his back.

In that moment, the violent killing intent surged tumultuously,

They were like scarlet silk cloths, permeating the air, actually becoming tangible.

Xu Fengnian drew from the case a two-foot-long great sword, its body black as ink, engraved with a strange white bone totem,

The hilt's tail end is inlaid with a thumb-sized skull.

As soon as the sword appeared, Chi Banruo and Wumian Jiangjun immediately became alert.

They sensed a terrifying aura emanating from the sword. Strong! Dangerous!

Their bodies instinctively sounded the alarm! Even the Mysterious Judge at the edge of the arena couldn't help but frown,

"The grade of this sword is extremely high!"

"It is among the divine artifacts I have ever seen, the top tier."

"But how could such a fearsome sword be in Xu Fengnian's hands…?"

The Mysterious Judge's gaze shifted to the sword sheath before Xu Fengnian.

Inside, it was fully loaded with swords! Each sword had a different form,

Some resembled a human spine, some like shark teeth… The difference in shape means these swords contain different powers.

The Mysterious Judge clearly felt that the skull sword in Xu Fengnian's hand was the weakest and most inconspicuous among them.

"Who exactly is this Xu Fengnian…?"

The Mysterious Judge's heart was filled with vigilance.

At the center of the arena, Xu Fengnian held the skull sword and leisurely walked toward Wumian Jiangjun and Chi Banruo,

Blood droplets on his straw cloak fell to the ground, leaving a shocking trail of blood.

A vast aura was madly gathering around him.

"An old fool playing mystic." Yamamoto Ichiro let out a cold snort, then again offered ten years of his lifespan to Chi Banruo,

"Chi Banruo, go up and kill him!"

Having received the lifespan sacrifice, Chi Banruo's body emitted scorching steam as it twisted its neck,

Its face showed a near‑mad ecstasy,

Immediately, it charged at Xu Fengnian, full of excitement.